once again wish i could pause time to truly appreciate, express and adequately revere the significance of the life around me. an hour for each tea cup, an afternoon for that tree. enough time to explain how important my loved ones are to me, enough time to tell each hue of the sky that i love it. and again i recognize that what we take time for, appreciate, mold our lives around is all the more special exactly because you have to choose how to split your time between the stone and the twig, you have to be deliberate about whose phone you call and whose coffee table you take a seat at.